I had jeans and a t-shirt on. We settled down and I could tell you were nervous as we watched the movie and as we sat there watching a man got into th...e seat on the other side of you. I felt your hand squeeze mine as I was stroking your thigh in the dark.After a while you nudged me. The man on your left had his hard cock poking up out of his open zipper. The light from the screen made it visible every now and then. He didn't seem to be touching it, and he didn't make eye contact with us, but he. This girl who I had invested so much time and money in but yet struggled to get close to, fought to drag a tiny shred of information out of. This mystery seductress who was friends with everyone but close to no one, who handled men like a skilled horsewoman might inspire submission in a powerful stallion but who drew a healthy dose of suspicion and mistrust from her female peers. Yes, after this weekend I promised myself I would throw in the towel, but before I did I wanted at least some kind. However, Val finally agreed to Samantha's conditions. But not before it was added that Val had to be one of the girls washing the cars. After school was over, I found Samantha."What is it Will? Are you going to tell me I shouldn't have been so hard on your girlfriend," asked Samantha?I cleared my throat and said, "Actually no. I wanted to know if ... oh never mind." Oh I see; you're here to talk about me breaking up with your sister. Is that it," asked Samantha."Wow. Again no; I didn't actually. This was what Julian loved the most. He felt himself drifting into a state of nirvana as the masseuse slowly rubbed the hot oil into his smooth skin. Unbeknown to him outside, and entirely different set of events was taking place. The manager of the parlor, and middle aged Asian woman of nondescript features and appearance was on the phone speaking to a man on the other end to set forth a plan that had taken a month to organize. Unfortunately, it involved Julian.This parlor actually was a.